Genre Short Story. Page - 210

This is just something I wrote, one night.

Buddy Hazelton, chairman of the Brandenburg College philosophy department, quit his job to join the Waverly Brothers Traveling Circus. Later today the middle-aged man is being shot out of a cannon.

Jake is standing on the edge of a cliff. He is desperate and wants to jump. Monika, a friend from school tries to stop him. Can she succeed or will fate take an unexpected turn? I rummaged around in my chest and dug out this baby. This is one of my first works from 1990. People act and are fictitious. Resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional.

There’s no perspective, no dimension to what you see when you look at the inside of your eyelids with the sun shining through, but if you focus carefully, you can see all kinds of objects floating around inside your eyes. Little black bits, translucent shapes, amoeba-like object, which follow your eyes around as you move them within your sockets. I asked my Mom once what they were and she very cleverly told me that they were the cleaners, put there by God to destroy any harmful bacteria that

No electricity, no food, no water. Nothing electric works. The sky is on fire, and everyone looks out for themselves. This is the city Odd lives in, full of hate, tension and violence. Oh and gangs. What would you do? Help others? help yourself? Or lose it completely?

Seth is a depressed teenager after his mother's death. He has shut himself out from everyone around and also has a weak relationship with his dad. Although he seems to have given up on him life, everything changes when he meets April, a kind yet silly girl.

A short, short story, one-hundred-fifty words, about a writer's rainy day. We writers all share such days.

Dedicated to my family and best friend Antonia

Jerry is a nerd, a loser, a nobody. He is invisible in his high school especially to his popular, beautiful next door neighbor Tiffany. Always being caught staring at her, Jerry is confronted by Tiffany bringing him his chance to talk to her face to face for the first time. Only if he would have known what a chance it would be.